The Dao Art Takes Shape

Within the boundless sea of fire, a figure utterly roasted into charcoal lay at its center, motionless, without any trace of life.

Above this boiling inferno, the Origin Fire Seed of the Profound Yellow True Flame flickered once or twice.

"In such peril, this fellow is actually creating a technique. Unbelievable."

"Even the Heavenly Monarch only created his own Divine Abilities and Daoist Methods after reaching the Spirit Transformation stage, and the environment he was in could never have been this harsh."

The Profound Yellow True Flame had accompanied the Crimson Blazing Heavenly Monarch for a very long time, so it naturally knew some things about him.

Thus, even with its vast experience, it couldn't help but be shocked by Li Qing's audacious actions.

Yet the Profound Yellow True Flame did not relax its trial of Li Qing. It maintained the blazing spiritual flames at their peak, endlessly burning every inch of that charred body.

At this very moment, Li Qing, who had entered a state of enlightenment amid his haze, finally established the Dao art he had been deducing.

His body had been completely burned into charcoal, so fragile that a touch would turn it to ashes. Within him, only his Nascent Soul and a wisp of true spirit remained.

It was precisely at this point, when his oil had run dry and his lamp was about to go out, that Li Qing's aura finally surfaced once more.

The sensation was like a dead tree weathered by wind and frost finally welcoming spring.

All of a sudden, vitality began to nourish and grow within Li Qing. As time passed, that breath of life became increasingly vigorous.

Finally, the charcoal coating Li Qing's body began to fall away piece by piece, eventually revealing an intact body anew.

"So this is